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Who: A very dangerous demon and anyone in the plaza area
Where: Plaza
When: Afternoon, 11/25
Style: Whatever floats your boat
Status: Open

Many of the new arrivals in Vatheon are predictable. Confused, possibly frightened, humanoid, and very damp. This creature fit all of those things, but there was an obvious difference to her. She was a fifth thing: hungry, and a sixth: very scary-looking.

A strange monster stalks cautiously through Vatheon, her pristine white plate-like armored hide and hot pink flesh covered with fresh blood. She sheathes her extended blades, whipping some of that spilled blood onto the ground as she sniffs at the air. This wasn't the EGG facility. Did they step through another wormhole?

This place...

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[It was all too hard to lose Argilla. But in the end, they were able to continue their path to finding a way to fix things. She wouldn't let Argilla's sacrifice be worthless.]

I missed you. Please don't go again.

[At least not for now. She knows what happens is inevitable, but to spend time with her here...she's going to take full advantage having a complete tribe. They're her comrades, and the closest thing to family she's got.]

I won't.

[. . . Making promises she can't keep should not become a habit for her; but there's absolutely no way she can deny Sera the reassurance, after hearing that. Even though coming and going isn't exactly under her control, she still speaks with conviction and confidence.]

How -- How do you feel? Do you remember . . . ?

[Remember being here? How much has been explained?

So many questions, but she opts to take things slow.]

I'm fine. I'm starting to remember this place. So much happened back home, and I--

[Not much time has passed, but it feels like she hasn't been to Vatheon in a very long time. Yet so much has happened. And she's lost so much...

It's nice to stand and just breathe.]

[For a moment Argilla just stares, waiting for Sera to finish her sentence. But when she realizes that she doesn't really have an ending for it, she speaks up.]

. . . It's all right.

[She doesn't have to think about it now, though it can't exactly be helped, Argilla knows. They both have the luxury of standing and breathing, though-- doing whatever they wants.]

You can relax here.

Thank you.

[Argilla's so strong and reassuring. She wants to be like her. Maybe she can help her toughen up.]

Have you been alright here?

[Argilla thankfully is able to nod at that question. She can see the admiration in Sera's eyes-- but really, it's not one-sided. Maybe they can learn from each other.

They're comrades, after all.]

We've been fine. But we missed you.

[. . . She glances away for a moment, towards a certain room belonging to--

Well.]

. . . Especially Heat.

Heat's here too?

[She actually kind of wants to see him. Especially after what's gone on.]

How is he?

[Argilla nods. In fact, Heat is the only one of the Embryon who have never left the bubble.

Heat, and Argilla herself.]

He never stopped looking for you. He's as grumpy as usual, but . . . we've been taking good care of him.

[Cielo is a good Heat babysitter.]

[That brings a smile to her face. When she was younger, he was just the 'scary big brother', but now 'grumpy' is much more fitting in most cases.]

[Grumpy is pretty much the perfect word for him, although scary might still fit at times. Not that Argilla's scared of him, of course --

But sometimes, she thinks she should be.]

He's in his room if you'd like to go see him. Or you can wait here with me.

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